Dark skies – love of my life
the mid-night German
French… welsh
explore the pension underworld
weeping, echo’s of was
waking up the terror leaves whistled
a state of mine
decorate the trees,
October chapter
humanitarianism Italy’s inside
the picked brains { shadows } danced

You Walk Before Your Age
remark rekindle:
some always made fun
weeps – nix’s gijs maybe,
nights wrn’t memo’s might.
Ericka’s march,
anonymous gin & rum
obtuse she’s a song no one heard or that you cannot forget
jab’s & stab’s of laughter
tutored bounds ( we ) separate
I adore you in hell
creak… screak… Quite- cosions? you irk
semimatrix daily issued
England’s Scotland’s – proceed your paper essay,
so close & real
tattered spinster created by the one in late September
chapter one ( in a state of mind ) bloodlines,
a sly violation; gecko
what conspiracy… Something I had- played for a fool
things got more mysterious – I’m the only,
the one on the window pain
drama like nothing,
Aggie? what long advertence, pretending again mending answers
walked under the fire
values down harsh
breath-less not energetic
I wonna be close to you
I felt invisible;
just plans, drifting space
once she said held
someone cries in the dark
I finally woke up the dead: tears gave way
the dark rings deepened
for some talk too bad
review with- nothing if you can speak of me like some.